My enthusiasm for the current wip has meant I’ve been holed up for so long in my office-in-the-attic with no internet connection (but with a great office chair) that I’ve completely lost touch with blogland. So on a swift catch-up visit this morning I was very excited to read over at iheartpresents that the judging for the Instant Seduction competition is complete. Huge respect to the editors for reading upwards of 600 manuscripts in such a short space of time, and even huger respect to everyone who submitted and has been waiting for the results—because to you that short space of time must have felt like three centuries. I can’t wait to find out the name of the winner, but almost the best bit is reading how brilliantly high the general standard of the entries was, and that there are going to be a number of runners up who’ll receive some editorial input. Well done to everyone.
So, I’m back to that stage of the book where real life has become, frankly, a bit of an imposition, which is just gorgeous (although admittedly slightly inconvenient) and a BIG relief after the struggle I had with the last book. Of course, it’s all about to go very much the shape of the pear again with the imminent onset of the Easter holidays (daughter #1 breaks up today!) but I shall just have to be very brave and stave off creative frustration with plenty of wine and Mini Eggs.
I love Easter. It’s like Christmas without the pressure, and with more chocolate and better weather. Am hoping that the Easter Bunny will bring me this egg from Hotel Chocolat but let’s face it, if he’s a friend of Muffin the rabbit I’ve got no chance. Muffin and I are barely on speaking terms thanks to his habit of eating every attractive thing in the garden, and my habit of yelling at him for it.
Perhaps I should be a bit more tolerant in future....?